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Ok this might get lengthy, but who cares.. just pic your favorite songs and post the lyrics. And please do not post too much language...
Against All Odds by Phil Collins
"How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You're the only one who really knew me at all
How can you just walk away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the
tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, oh there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that's what I've
got to face
I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your
face
Now take a look at me now, cos there's just an empty space
But to wait for you, is all I can do and that's what I've got to face
Take a good look at me now, cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
It's the chance I've gotta take
Take a look at me now"
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Suicide And Other Comforts - Cradle of Filth
I pace, alone
In a place for the dead
Overcome by woe
And here, I've grown
So fond of dread
That I swear it's heaven
Oh sweet Mary,
Dressed in grief
Roll back the stone
With these words scrawled in a severed hand
Tears fall like shards of glass that band
In rivers, like sinners
Swept with me to join the damned
A darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within Her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice
My life, to have Her with me
So farewell to distant thunder
Those inept stars I've worshipped under
Fall father, their Father
Lies in wait in flames below
Whilst my love, a blood red flower
Calls to me from verdant bowers
Graveside, I cry
Please save me from this Hell I know
A darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within Her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with me
An eye for an eye as espied in the bible
My faith is lost to the burning of idols
One less cross to press upon the survival
Of this lorded agony
And I, (much as I have tried
To bury Her from mind,
Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...)
Still sense Her presence so divine
Lithe arms about my throat
Like pining swans entwined
Footfalls at nightfall close to mine
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars
See Her face in every natural feature
Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever...
With glee deceiving me
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her
Sirensong to sing along, no finer
Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor
Strike a chord with misery
No light nor reef
No unsinkable of romance keeps me
Safely from the stormy seas
Now drowning, resounding
Death-knells pound my dreams
Unthinkable to dredge through this
Listless and lonely winter frieze
A darken sky
This day hereafter dies
Falls swiftly into night
And stays within my sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with me
No more a victim of a crusade
Where souls are strung from a moral palisade
I slit my wrists and quickly slip away...
I journey now on jewelled sands
Beneath a moon to Summerlands
To grace Her lips with contraband
The blaze once in my veins
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So are we lost or do we know,
which direction we should go.
Sit around and wait for someone to take our hands and lead the way.
Cause everyday we're getting older,
and everyday we all get colder,
we're sick of waiting for our answers, answers.
Wake up, wake up, wake up
yah im so tired of waiting,
waiting for us to,
Wake up wake up yah im so sick of waiting, for us to make a move.
Are we meant to take the pain,
should we sit around and wait.
Are we being saved or was it under the light you made to make us hate.
Cause everday we're getting older,
and everday we all get colder,
we're sick of waiting for our answers.
Wake up, wake up , wake up
yah im so tired of waiting, waiting for us to,
wake up wake up wake up
yah im so sick of waiting for us to make a move
wake up wake up wake up
and we will never lose,
wake up wake up wake up its time to make a move,
wake up wake up wake up
its time to make a move
Its not enough you thought it was,
its over.
We're sick of waiting for our answers...
Wake up wake up wake up
yah im so tired of waiting,
waiting for us to.
Wake up wake up wake up yah im so sick of waiting for us to make a move.
Wake up wake up wake up
and we will never lose,
wake up wake up wake up
its time to make a move
wake up wake up wake up
and we will never lose,
wake up wake up wake up,
oh make a move.
if you here the song it sounds better...its Wake Up(Make A Move) By Lost Prophets
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Uhhm no isnt it Wake Up by Lost Prophets?
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Bone Thugs N Harmony - If I Could Teach The World
Tupac - My Block would be #2
i love all their work, but this song stands out for me
Krayzie:
Why do I stay high? . . .
Bizzy:
Why do I stay high? . . .
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thug in harmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thugsta just
like me, like me.
Krayzie:
How many more days on this old earth. Can you see? It's blind to me, so
we should get ready for Armageddon, 'cause I know God should be ready
to roll. Do away with the wickedest shit like Mr. Policeman, and, dog, if
you with it, then pump up your fist in the air, then pray for the politicians
freely, get an amen, the last days of the last day, day, day.
Bizzy:
That's why I get high. That's why I get high. I'm holdin' on to my soul,
but nobody knows when it all unfolds, and then when I go, I go.
Remember the dead, 'cause all that I got, I got all on my own with Bone,
Bone, Bone, muggin' thuggin' through your door. Hoes speakin' of the
last and the time when I'm passed, and Charlie wanna hear ya Bone, but I
can't go wrong. I'm a flip it with my song, better turn it on, 'cause you
love that thuggish ruggish Bone Bone Bone Bone, Crossroads, what a
real cruel world, now I doubt the journey of us lost souls, who meant so
much. Why wasn't I chose? But He will not stop clones whose shots
don't drop Bone, no oh, oh, oh, and if I could teach the world to be a thug
like me, then they probably be thuggin' in heaven eternally.
Layzie:
Everyday the world goes round and round. I see it's a small world after
all, 'cause I can go meet, and I greet with my fans, smoke a little weed
and have a little laugh with ya'll, but every now and then, I gets caught up
in the playa hation. Lord, what's wrong with this nation? Erase 'em. But
if I could to teach the world to be a thug just like me, you could live your
lifestyle worry-free in the arms of the Lord eternally. No mystery, but
check the essence of the story: a warrior, wasteland warrior so true.
Divine--it's mine, East 1999, it's where you're findin' all of my kind
everytime.
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thug in harmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thugsta just
like me, like me [if I, if I].
Krayzie:
We stand as united, but fall if divided. My thugs is the tightest, 'cause
God is our guide, and they only define us as killas and fighters. The
critics and writers backstab when typin' our story. The war to be warrior,
that's for sure, and as thugs we're more and more and more and more.
Wish:
I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give, especially, but still
understood by the older folks and little kids. Come on, all a y'all, follow
me. Bone, way to go, we know the way to go, follow me, follow me,
Bone, and that's why I stay high, 'cause I got shit to deal with--the
government and these playa haters out to kill Wish, wanna hurt this, but,
uh uh, I got true Mo Thug niggas you just can't **** with, artillery you
can't come with. //, better let it rest, shit. To the little boys and girls
all over the world, this shit that we say's for the streets--not for you to go
and do or to repeat. Please, if we can, no more murder amongst
ourselves. If we can, no more murder.
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thug in harmony,
harmony then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a
thugsta just like me, like me.
with Bizzy:
Why do I stay high? . . .
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Tupac - Unconditional Love. Verse 2 I beleive
Just got the message you've been calling all week
Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak
But you know, with you and me it's on G
We could never be enemies, cause you been such a good friend to me
Where would I be without my dogs
No wonder why when times get hard
Cause it ain't easy being who we are
Driven by my ambitions, desire higher positions
So I proceed to make Gs, eternally in my mission
Is to be more than just a rap musician
The elevation of today's generation
If could make 'em listen
Prison ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed
Time to play and strategize, my family's gotta eat
When we make somethin out of nothing
No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good
If they could cut out all the busting
The liquor and the weed the cussing
Sending love out to my block
The struggle never stops
The bold and underlined is an example of why Tupac is so great. He was not all about "suck my dick suck my dick suck my dick" like 50 Cent. He wanted the world to be a better place. R.I.P. Pac
Original Climb-X Co-Founder
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another example of tupacs greatness and a very good song, one of my favorites
They got a //
Sheddin tears, reminiscin on my past fears
Cause shit was hectic for me last year
It appears that I've been marked for death, my heartless breath
The underlying cause of my arrest, my life is stressed
And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary
for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnessecary, I'm gettin worried
Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire
Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die
But don't cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a // is when he's clutchin on a four-five
My neighborhood ain't the same
Cause all these little babies goin crazy and they sufferin in the game
And I swear it's like a trap
But I ain't given up on the hood, it's all good when I go back
Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props
Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block
Livin life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see (on my block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still prayyyyyy
But on our block we still prayyyyyy...
Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops
Black male slippin in hail when will we prevail
Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well
And the system's sucidal with this Thug's Life
Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life
God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job
So I resort to violent robberies, my life is hard
Can't sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt
Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Till this day I still pray for a better way
Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke
From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark
Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star, everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home... on my block
Livin life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see (on my block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still prayyyyyy
But on our block we still prayyyyyy...
And I can't help but wonder why, so many young kids had to die
Caught strays from AK's and the driveby
Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide
Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside
Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers
Time changes us to stone them crack pipes
All up and down the block exterminatin black life
But I can't blame the dealers
My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels
Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her
It's a man's world, stayin strapped
Fantasies of a // livin phat, but held back
Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
Wide eyed and losin focus... on my block
Livin life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see (on my block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still prayyyyyy
But on our block we still prayyyyyy...
And block parties in tha projects lastin way past daylight
A young // learned to break night
Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen
I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend, in my mind
I see the same mother****ers ballin
Alcohol will make a lazy // slip and fall, miss his call
I know the young niggaz understand this
Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous
I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes
Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime
Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game
Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame
And what's strange is everybod knows my name, swear they all know me
And lots of cash make a // change
I hit the green just to maintain, feelin pain
For all the niggaz that I lost to the game... from my block
Livin life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see (on my block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still prayyyyyy
But on our block we still prayyyyyy...
Rest in peace to all the muh'****ers who passed away
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown, knahmsayin?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd and Morningside, my block, that's right
Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that's right
In the jungle of Atlantic City, that's my block, that's right
Los Angeles, haha, that's my block too
Oakland, can't forget Oaktown, that's my block for sure
And all the other blocks around this /*
Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago
All y'all niggaz stay kickin up dust
Represent the mother****in block
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Gang Starr - Moment of Truth
This is just the first part of my favorite song:
They say it's lonely at the top in whatever you do
You always gotta watch mother****ers around you
Nobody's invincible no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth
he same sheisty cats that you hang with and do your thang with
could set you up and wet you up // peep the language
It's universal, you play with fire it may hurt you
or burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn through
Let's face facts, although MC's lace tracks
it doesn't mean behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace back
That goes for all of us, there ain't nobody to trust
It's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bust
But I can't jeapordize, what I have done up to this point
So I'ma get more guys, to help me run the whole joint
Cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll die
You know I be the masterof the who what where and why
See when you're shinin, some chumps'll wanna dull ya
Always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya
down, just like some shellfish in a bucket
cause they love it, to see your ass squirm like a worm
But just as you'll receive what is comin to you
Everybody else is gonna get theirs too
I ain't no saint, therefore I cannot dispute
That everyone must meet their moment of truth
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Guns N Roses: Civil War:
"What we've got here is failure to
communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT
OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway
I also love a lot of metallica's lyrics, but there's too many songs to list.
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Originally posted by narcosynthesis@May 3 2005, 08:07 PM
Uhhm no isnt it Wake Up by Lost Prophets?
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Actually, it's Make A Move.
A Perfect Circle - Weak and Powerless
Tilling my own grave to keep me level
Jam another dragon down the hole
Digging to the rhythm and the echo of a solitary siren
One that pushes me along and leaves me so
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you
Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China
White as Dracula as I approach the bottom
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you
Little angel go away
Come again some other day
The devil has my ear today
I'll never hear a word you say
He promised I would find a little solace
And some piece of mind
Whatever just as long as I don't feel so
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless
over you
Don't let your dreamers grow up to be dead men.
Drown us at birth, save her some time.
Drifting on romantic holiday,
breathless as her cold arms cover me.
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